A Hustler's Pride

Part 23

Giselle was just sittin in her rockin chair rockin Corey Jr. to sleep when she began to think about how her life was turnin out. She kinda felt bad for not goin to her own father's funeral but it was the same day as her birthday party. Hova had told her many times that her father didn't give a damn about nobody but himself and she didn't need to feel bad but sometimes she did. About a minute later Hova came into the house. "Hey baby," he said walkin over to her givin her a kiss on the lips. "What u doin?"

"Thinkin about how much I love u," she said smilin at him so sweet.

"Yeah right," he said laughin with her. "But hey I need to talk to u about somethin."

"Let me lay him down," she said gettin up to take the baby to the bedroom. She came back out to sit next to Hova sittin on the couch. "What's up baby?"

"Well....u know we been thru a lot lately, and I really appreaciate u bein by my side thru everythin. I'on think no other chick would've stood by me as much as u have and i love u for that shit and....I wanna add u to my team." She looked at him and began to smile and then she started laughin loudly. Hova looked at her confused. "G, why u laughin so loud u gone wake up that baby."

"Hahaha, are u serious? Baby i can't do that. What do i look like makin deals and shootin people, haha."

"Baby I'ma teach u the game."

"No. No......no."

"Baby do u know how much dough we could make if u join the team. Niggas don't expect a female to be down like that. They wouldn't expect that shit, Mami. U gotta do this for me."

"That shit is dangerous. Why would u want me apart of that and we have a baby now. We can't be jeopardizin that shit by actin like we on some Bonnie and Clyde type shit, hahaha."

"It's not funny Giselle."

"I know but this is so crazy. I can't even shoot a gun the right way, why should I play a part actin like a thug or somethin. And if I was to say yes who would watch over my baby?"

"We could find someone."

"Find someone?" She got off the couch smilin. "Are u f'ckin serious? This is ur baby too, u know that right? U know the one that i almost lost due to this dumb ass game and shit. The baby that u were so happy to have. The baby that was held up for ransom. The baby that I spend time with everyday and u want me to give that up so u can make some money?" She wasn't laughin anymore. The situation was startin to piss her off. "How dare u come and tell me some shit like that? U sittin up here like everythin is all cool. Like our life is a game to u."

"I'm not actin like that baby."

"Yes the f'ck u are!"

"Why are u gettin so mad!?"

"Because u just actin like money is all u care about. We have a family now. We suppose to be gettin married. when are we doin that shit? After we go to somebody's funeral. Or what? We probably not even gettin married. This ring just gone rot on my f'ckin finger waitin on u to propose to me."

"Giselle baby what are u talkin about? We gone get married and do all that but we on one subject right now."

"But that subject applies to all of this. What? U just think about that and nothin else. When are u gonna take a break?"

"Giselle! WTF! Why are u houndin me and shit!? U gettin ready to piss me the f'ck off!"

"What!"

"U heard what the f'ck I said. U know what," he said gettin up. "Forget the shit then. U wanna act like i'on care about u and our family. I do give a f'ck bout us. Why u think i'm doin all this? I'm doin this shit for us! Not for me! I don't wanna be broke. I wanna make sure when I do decide to give this shit up that I can really give it up and be set. But f'ck it man," he said walkin towards the door but Giselle grabbed his arm.

"Where u goin?!"

"Get off me man! I'll be back later."

"When is later?"

"Later!" He said walkin out and slammin the door wakin up the baby. He began to cry and so did Giselle.

About three in the mornin, Hova came home. Giselle got out of bed to confront him. She found him sittin on the couch layin out five huge stacks of hundreds. "So do u really give a f'ck about us or were u just sayin that to help u see that?"

"Man don't f'ckin start with me. This wasn't a good night."

"Oh really? Well so the f'ck what!"

"What?"

"U heard what I said."

"U actin real crazy Giselle. U need to just calm down."

"Maybe if u was here to help me take care of the baby sometimes. Maybe I wouldn't act like this. I didn't f'ck myself and get me pregnant, Corey."

"Giselle! Stop! Why must u f'ckin nag me everytime we in the room together. All u been doin is arguin wit me. Now I just told u tonight wasn't a good night so can u please just go and lay down."

"What? Look how u treatin me all of a sudden."

"Stop makin issues out of nothin Giselle. Did u not hear me when I said I didn't have a good night?"

"What? One of ur deals didn't go thru?" She said standin wit her hands on her hips while Hova placed his face in his hands.

"Okay....u win. I won't go anywhere tomorrow. I'ma be here all day long. U can go to the spa, go to the mall, or whateva u wanna do. Just please please please leave me the f'ck alone." Hova was starin at her and she was so upset that he was actin like this. He was remindin her of her father.

"Okay....I'ma leave u alone. U and ur pride can be here all alone. How bout that shit," she said walkin to the bedroom to pack a few clothes. After she got some things ready for her and the baby she threw on some jeans and some shoes. Hova walked to the bedroom to find her puttin on her clothes.

"Giselle...where the f'ck are u goin," he said exhausted. She didn't say anythin to him. She grabbed the bag she packed and was about to get the baby but Hova grabbed her arm turnin her around to him. She tried to snatch away but he was too strong for her to handle. "Stop Giselle," he said tryin not to wake up the baby. She looked at him as he held both of her arms. "Why ar u doin this to me. Why u actin like this."

"Take ur hands off me Hova."

"So u gone act like that? Okay, well u ain't takin my baby."

"What?" He pushed her away from the bed.

"U heard me. U not takin my baby out of here. It's almost four in the motherf'ckin mornin."

"Move Hova!" Everytime she tried to step to the bed he pushed her away. "Stop!"

"I'm not playin wit u Giselle. U not takin him out of here this late." She sat her bags down and walked out of the room. He looked at his baby still sleepin so peacefully and he wished that it was him. Before he could take another step, Giselle came back into the room wit a knife. "WTF!"

"Move out of my motherf'ckin way and let me get my baby!"

"So u gone stab me," he said smilin on the verge of laughin. She stepped out to get the baby again but he pushed her again and she lashed out at him and he grabbed the knife and her too. He held her arms down as he held her from behind. She struggled to get away but her continued to hold her. "G, u are actin so crazy right now," he said finally laughin. She screamed and the baby woke up. That made Hova angry. He pushed her to the ground and grabbed the baby. "Look at this shit Giselle! WTF is ur got damn problem?!" She began to cry.

"I'm pregnant Corey!"